'Only three days,' Wangchen told himself, his eyes snapping open, glowing with a dangerous, icy blue light. 'When he comes out of that portal... I am locking him in my kitchen. And no one else is ever getting a taste!'
For Lin Ji'an, the terrifying survival trial of the Myriad Illusions Lower Realm had rapidly devolved into something far more familiar: a shift at a high-end daycare center.
Back in her original world, before she became a full-time chef, she used to volunteer at a local nursery to make ends meet.
She knew how to handle cranky toddlers, how to enforce naptime, and how to sneak vegetables into puréed meals.
Dealing with Princess Zhao Ling'er was fundamentally no different. You just had to feed her until she was full, bandage her boo-boos, and speak to her in a firm, soothing voice until she tuckered herself out.
